Page 32 of Santa Is A Sl*t

“Well thank goodness for old man balls,” Nico says deadpan.

This entire situation is ridiculous. I love it.

Before I can sink to my knees, Eve is there, laying down a pillow. She winks before heading into the kitchen and kissing Nico.

Gently, I pull the box off of Kane, only to reveal a cock ring that immediately begins to vibrate.

I look back at Eve who is holding the remote with a devilish grin on her face.

Kane groans. “Fuck, I’m not gonna last. Maybe you should just ride me and skip the blow job.”

Nico laughs, “Skip the blow job? Listen to you, you’re losing it. Pull it together, Kane.”

The vibration seems to settle into a low hum, meaning Eve is showing him a little mercy.

Before he can protest again, I take him all the way to the back of my throat until my nose is pressed against his abdomen.

“Oh, fuck. Noel. You feel so fucking good.” His words come out rushed.

Slowly, I back off before repeating the action. His hands come up and grab the back of my head, holding me in place.

“Fuck, I wish I could just hold my dick down your throat. I’d keep it there all fucking day if I could. Sit on the couch with my cock in your mouth and put on a movie.”

We should do that one day, when my mouth isn’t full of dick I’ll be sure to put in an official request to be used as his personal cock warmer.

The sound of Nico’s thrusts meeting Eve’s ass with a slapping noise ring out through the kitchen. I’m not the least bit jealous that he’s doing to her what he just told me he wanted to do to me. I know I’ll be the one to soothe her wrecked pussy in the bathtub later.

I continue to deep-throat Kane until he can’t take it, lifting me until I’m in his arms.

He carries me to the couch before sitting down with me straddling him. His fingers slide down my center to make sure I’m ready before lifting my hips and seating me on his cock.

“Ride me, Noel. Fucking ride me.”

As soon as he’s inside me, the vibration is intensified and we’re both moaning.

I look up to see Eve drop the remote as Nico slams into her over and over. He has one hand on a hip and the other gripping her hair. One of her legs is resting against the height of the counter as she takes him.

It’s a beautiful scene. Every single time we do something like this, it gets hotter.

I start to pick up my pace, trying to match the rhythm of Eve and Nico, riding Kane hard like he wanted.

He groans and I lean down to bite his earlobe before saying, “That’s it, take my pussy like a good boy, Kane.”

I can feel my orgasm building and I look back to the kitchen, making eye contact with Eve. Her mouth opens in a silent scream just as I do the same.

Nico groans, signaling that he’s reached his end too.

Kane grabs hold of my hips and starts thrusting up into me, taking control, and bringing on an orgasm that has the corners of my vision darkening.

I have a feeling that two orgasms are just the beginning of our holiday celebration.

The End

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